Shit. You got me started. They fucked my feet up. I only needed a bone spur removed in 2015 that was causing pressure ulcers when I went walking or hiking, within limitations of my back. He said he'd do it if he could resection the big toe so it wouldn't impinge on the others. He also said he could straighten out my toes which were long and cocked back (but I could literally use them as fingers).
He fucking crippled me. On the left foot, the big toe he resectioned is now too high and the knuckle rubs on any boots or shoes. I can only wear sandals. On the right foot, the two toes in the middle are curved outwards and one is clearly broken, almost at a 90. The big toe rides over it and it hurts all the time, and the second small toe digs into the third. Now I have to have to get special inserts and get to get casts made of my feet for $100 if I DIY it and another $600-$800 for custom boots.
On top of it, the titanium inserts in left toes made them so long that they hit the ends of shoes or pretty much anything. Pressure against it finally ended up causing a rejection or break and that got infected FAST. I felt I had recovered long enough and started doing a few things, not overdoing it though. I went from standing and swaging primer pockets to my toes hurting, stopped, checked 'em out and when I pressed on it clear fluid came out the end. I went to VA. Antibiotics and rest. Four hours later, my ex came home and had to rush me to the ER with a 104 temp. and by the time I got there I nearly died. My toe went from normal looking to the size of a sausage in two hours, skin split it was so big and pus coming out. Disgusting. I got sepsis and that resulted in a blood infection and I was on two different IV antibiotics, the worst ones, one was Vancomycin and if you're familiar with it, it's one of the worst antibiotics you can get. Collapses veins. HORRIBLE side effects for a month after. Kills ALL bacteria in your body, it fucks you up bad. I did get to keep my toe, and two or three weeks later, after it healed up, they removed the titanium.
That was last May. But I've basically been healing or dealing with something ever since 2015 when I fucked up and let them cut my toes. Thank god I didn't let 'em touch my knees or back.
If it happens again, I'm going to demand they amputate both legs and give me the blades and prosthetics. I thought about it last time, I really did. At least guys with those can climb mountains and run. I can barely walk sometimes. Feet to me are a tool, and if they're broken and there's a better option, I'm NOT that attached. It's always painful and always a flip of the coin as to whether it's going to cause serious damage or not if I overdo it, and I don't know what that is. When it hurts, it's too late. Can't feel much in those toes unless it's deep either --if it hurts, it usually means a break or fracture, which I'm getting ALL the time.
It sucks. Bad. Also thought of suing, it's damn sure malpractice, there's no doubt about it. Maybe I can put that on the list. All I needed was that bone spur removed and I'd have been able to go hiking and other things now and again, with my back being the limiting factor. Now my feet are the limiting factor. Hopefully within this year I can finally get the inserts, get the stuff to cast my feet, THEN send all that shit off to CA to Wesco with $800 so they can make me a pair of probably very heavy combat boot style boots that will at least last and won't damage my feet as much. But I've been buying boots online, in stores, etc., for the last year and I still can't find a pair to fit. Feet too wide, toe rubs the upper usually. Hell, can't even find a pair of running shoes that don't rub that knuckle, not that I'm gonna be running anywhere really, they made sure I'd never be able to do that again without risk of life.
While I was there last May, I gave my roomie, a homeless vet who tried to end it, $100 and put him in touch with American Legion and gave him my wife, well ex wife's phone number so he could call if he needed help and to let us know how he was doing. He didn't use the money to off himself, used it to eat and was trying to get help to get off the streets. His liver was so compromised that even a beer could kill him. All I had on that card was $100, he didn't ask for money or hint at wanting a handout, and I figured if he was gonna do it he'd do it but at least he could get a good bottle if he chose and do it right. Glad he didn't. I treated him like a friend for three days while the VA treated him like crap; we talked all night and I let him hold the remote the whole time. His story made me cry. The next guy they brought in almost died from a stroke and couldn't speak, just groaned constantly. Phlebotomist came in to take blood and was rough handling him. I told him he had a stroke and couldn't stay still. He told me to mind my business. I told him when he fucked with another vet, a brother, he just made it my business. He said I could do it if I wanted. I told him if I got up to do it and he was just talking shit, then we'd have real problems. So he didn't want me drawing the blood after all, although I'm sure I could have done a better job with just my CLS training from years ago. He wanted to be amicable now, but he also quit rough handling that man, who turned out to be one of those evacuated Korean war marines IIRC. You meet all sorts of former badasses at VA. I have. I hate how VA treats the old and infirm the worst. Like fucking vegetables. Plants. They leave 'em on gurneys in hallways for HOURS or park spinal patients in the glaring sun at noon and leave 'em there half the day. In front of the door, no shade, people having to go around 'em, no privacy. Just absolute disregard for their patients. Theft of pain medication, I'm almost dying and the shit they had me on made me feel even worse and the doctor had doubled my pain meds while there --but I didn't get 1/4 of that. Only one RN was nice, caring and trustworthy. One. And this being in the admitted ward in the hospital where you go right after ER. Not ICU, but almost.
This isn't to mention all the other stuff they fuck up too. A lot of the regular employees are the worst, refusing to connect you with who you know you need to talk to in order to get something done, but they know better and of course nothing happens. Fuck fuck games with medications. There are some good doctors but few because they usually run them off. Ones that can't make it on their own fill out the ranks, along with students. I just don't get a good feeling when I have to show them how to use the equipment in the office or show them how to do a procedure in the proper fashion. Some good ones are just retirees making some extra money before they retire for good, very rarely does a good doctor stay.
And I've also seen VA corrupt good doctors. One told me I could come in anytime for a back shot if my back went out, he also had a private practice; went to ER two or three years later and requested him. Clean cut, squared away and helpful and accommodating, he now had hair down to his shoulder blades and no longer wore the suit under the labcoat. I'm assuming the private practice was gone. And now he's telling me it'll be at LEAST six months before I can get the shot... Six months is about how long it takes for a back issue like that to clear up but after 3 months you don't need the shot. Had to go to a civilian pain doctor anyway who can do the shot in 3 days, sometimes less, and who can actually prescribe the same medication more than a month in a row. With VA, I was getting random shit depending on who was my doctor that month. I've had one for a few years now and he will work with me online and will give me ANY referral I ask for (I've demonstrated a fair medical knowledge, thanks to my mother and her medical library). Which is good, but only if the specialist is too. And VA dentists? Thank god they're too swamped and my dentist happens to be one of the good ones that volunteers basically. So he bills 'em and I see him. I get implants and instead of just having a tooth pulled, which is the extent of VA dentistry.
The best thing to ever come out of VA since I've been going has been the Choice Program, but they gotta keep it funded. They turned down my dentist's request once, said it ran out of money. I told 'em I no-shit just saw Trump sign a document funding it until it could be unfucked properly. To try it again. Of course it worked then, I wonder if they even bothered the first time.
My mother bitches about the VA, she has the SAME fucking problems. In NE though, halfway across the nation.
My grandfather, mother's father, died in a VA hospital. It doesn't get much worse than that. Even back then, in Omaha in 1990 in SICU, they left open and used needles on his sink. Wouldn't surprise me if they killed him. The only thing got right was his funeral. WW2 vet who stayed for the occupation and the Berlin airlift before building the interstate highway system. Starting on the first stretch in St. Louis. Looked like Rodney Dangerfield, sounded like him. Funny too. 100% American.
One of these days they're gonna wind up with a medical version of a bonus army on their hands.
Can go on about the VA forever. Don't get me started...